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Tangled in the trust of touch
She turned from the wall then, coming to stand close to the futon -inspecting the way that it was inlaid into the floor, and the way his large body seemed to melt into it. "This place -it's your home, but the lady of the house spoke as if she's not seen you in forever."
"This house was built as a gift for my bride." he corrected, lifting his head so that he could look at her. "I have not seen fit to reside here without her."
"What happened to her then?" She asked -the question burning itself onto her tongue and pouring out of her mouth like smoke.
The dragon cocked his head to the side in confusion. "My dear, you were not born yet at the time I created this place."
"But-"
"I will only ever take one bride." he told her, leveling her with eyes of bright green and more implications she wasn't sure she was capable of handling at the moment. "I will show you all of wonder and strangeness that is your new home -but first it is time to dream. Rest will help the mortal that is still in you to come to grips with this reality beyond reality."
She could feel the lateness of the night pressing on the backs of her eyelids, and didn't see a point in objecting, -It was not as if one more oddity would break her world when nothing else had.
So Chihiro stepped over the pillows that were strewn about the place and found herself a comfortable spot to curl up herself -relaxing into the length of his body as his coils tightened around her almost as if in a hug.
And with the feeling of his quiet warmth eclipsing her, she allowed herself to sleep.
Note: Hey look, here's me writing when I THOUGHT I was getting better, but really I have the stomach flu. Woo me. In other news -I'm going tomorrow to look at apartments; so that's a thing. As always though, reviews are a wonderful thing to leave.